Abby Turning Red Characters Novels & Stories

“Don’t hurt her. She’s a child. She’s innocent.” The red-haired woman stops. Her green eyes flick to me. Then back to the maid. Her voice is smooth—too smooth. Like the way Daddy talks to people he doesn’t trust. “I’m evil Gabby,” she says, " not a monster.” I squeeze handfuls of the pink dress. Her eyes land on me again.

She might not forgive me for this, or anything that comes after, because I have one choice, and I have to make it quickly. “Is there someone private we can talk?” I ask Toby. * * * Abby cackles until tears stream down her face. “That’s not funny, Toby.” I pull a pair of yellow thermals over my camisole and discreetly slip into the thermal leggings Toby provided. “I’m telling you the truth.” “Alex is not a… whatever you said.” “You know what I said. He’s a vampire, Abby.” “They’re not real. They don’t exist!”

“I saw Rosalynd’s mom trying to find her. Weird, since she isn’t lost, she’s right here, I mean…” “Not that,” I shake my head, “Look again. Look very very closely at her face.” I press the rewind button, setting the footage back 15 seconds. ENCHANTRA: Please, send all of your hints to me at… “There!” I shout, pointing at the screen again. “Look at her eyes, what do you see?” “Eyes…and…” “Dude, look closer. What do you notice about the color?” “Ummm….Holy shit!” “Exactly,” I nod. “Last time I checked, red isn’t a normal eye color, even for a witch.”

Pure fear enters my mind as I saw them attacking her together. While she willingly lets them hit her. A kick lands on her stomach and she coughs out blood. Her beautiful lips getting coated in the red liquid. My heart starts to drop as I see them hurting her. Why is this Rebel not coming? Another blow hits her abdomen and she lands on the ground. Her shivering fingers red with her own blood. Those brown eyes stare in my direction,as if they knew I was watching this. Taking all the self control in me to not stop this.

And when that time comes, she swears, she would love to see her crying and begging for mercy. She was decided. She would make this girl pay, for being too good to be true and the attempt to steal her man. She had to be careful, her plan was not polished but she surmised, this would get a little ugly and painful. *A/N* Red is making a huge character development here, well, as a possible villainess, does any of you see that coming?

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

"I would get you a new Chevrolet Corvette instead but it would be for your sixteenth birthday." "Thank you so much, Dad!" She screeched happily, pulling out her tongue at Dan while Dan glared at me. Bloom was going to be the death of me, just like a certain redhead I still couldn't stop thinking of.

He had to do fast and find the abomination before Sandra does, or his father carried out his plans. Speaking of Sandra, he thought, he hadn’t seen her for a while now. It was strange because usually, she was always trying to get his attention. It was a good thing though, as he sincerely didn’t have the time to be entertaining her and her fantasies. Sandra was the one big red flag in his plan, and he had to be especially careful when dealing with her. “The female lead is really brave.” Gwen exclaimed, still looking at the movie. Tyron looked at the stage. They were at a fighting scene now. A brute man holding what looked like a flaming sword was hacking a dark-haired woman who lay on the grou

They planned to stay before and behind me just incase a threat appears. Thank God I wore a red sunglasses and black hat. I wore a crop top, a red leather jacket, black trousers on black heels. A purse in my left hand and Aiden’s hand in the other hand. Aiden and I are on matching outfits. Tasha and Tareem are on all black, Tash and Abigail are on a red outfit. Yes, you should have gotten the point by now. We have more of a red and black outfit. We stand at a castle as vampires stand in two lines ready to welcome us, a red carpet from my car to the door. Tash and Abigail, Tareem and Tasha are walking on the carpet. Aiden and I behind them.

She may have chosen the wrong route in the past with Lucas, but God provides her with all she needs. “Would you mind sharing your thoughts?” Abby pushed her spirit back into her body when she saw the woman standing next to her. Abby regarded Rye's reflection in her compact vanity mirror. "What are your thoughts on Ace Matthew?" she questioned abruptly. “Arrogant.” Abby grinned and nodded her head. "Anything else?" “Bipolar.”